Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Twas the Night before Christmas...in Cambodia

This is the first Christmas Eve that I have ever needed insect repellent for. And...it has been a very interesting evening.

Earlier tonight, around 5 pm, I was sitting on the front step, as I do a lot of evenings. The sun was setting, there was a breeze. It was in the low 20's.
In the distance there was Cambodian music playing, my guess for a funeral. When someone dies, they play music on a loud speaker for about a week. It's loud enough to wake the dead...I wonder if they are trying.
There were noises in the distance, howling dogs, voices yelling, people building things, with the very basic of tools...... and everyone seemed oblivious to the fact that it was/ is Christmas.
And I thought........this is the closest I will ever get to the first Christmas. I pulled out my phone, checked the temperature in Bethlehem....it was similar.
I imagined...that...possibly, Mary and Joseph would or could be finally getting into Bethlehem...on the outskirts of town.
The road in front of my house, is very uneven, and full of big stones and broken  bricks.....probably similar to what they traveled on.
There were probably the noises of the town.....drawing them in...maybe dogs barking, people yelling and building things...and my guess....music to pagan gods..probably not from a loud speaker...but loud enough.
And just like today......no one seemed to notice or care....that a Saviour, a King...would be born.
And I felt ....free.
I've never really liked Christmas.Too much hustle...too much bustle...too many expectations. Too cold...too many parties....too many presents.
But not today. Not tonight.
Just the noises of the city....the sun setting...my puppy...and the knowledge of the birth....of the one who changed my life.
We made the evening special. Sharon and I went out for dinner. An Irish pub. Molly's. Great meal. We people watched...we like that. This is a tourist city, and this is the tourist season. We shared stories of our past Christmas' and wondered out loud the stories of those who passed us by.
Then we went to a night market, to maybe buy a thing or two for ourselves for Christmas. There was a big open spa there.....they have that a lot here. So instead of singing "Mary, did you Know?" on Christmas Eve,  I got a foot scrub and a manicure. I didn't realize that there was a 'lady boy' show...that started shortly after I sat down.
I was in such shock, I hit the Australian lady beside me...and pointed to the stage, as well...I watched...what looked like....a bad accident. I told her that normally I sing at my church on Christmas eve, and she laughed and said..."so...this is definitely a change for you then!" Um, yeah.
Christmas Eve. Almost over. Thankful...that I know the one....that I fell in love with the One...who died for me.

2 comments:

  1. Merry Christmas Robyn. I pray that this coming year brings more adventure and joy as well as healing to many girls! God bless your hands as you labour in love and protect you along your journey.

    Carin

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  2. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from Canada. God's placed you right where you need to be for Him, not you. He did the same thing many years ago with an innkeeper and all the people filling that inn. He placed all those people there for Him, not them. Continued to be used for His purpose and just watch Him shine like that star did in Bethlehem.

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